Today I got to thank my sons grandmother about her help in
my dreams becoming a reality. I thanked her for doing for me what I always
dreamed of. Stability her son once provided and a chance. Many times those who
struggle get through onto the "Other Side". The "Other
Side" as in going where their heart dreams of but actually goes towards.
All I ever wanted is to be a lifelong student, have kids, raise them with
school them at home as I practiced in my private practice as a doctor. Well,
the cards I was dealt had a different path I fought with till a few years ago
when all again came crashing down around me.
I was to blame like all times before on why my life again
was in shambles but this time around I really could not keep on being the
laughing stock who cries alone because many take the tears as jealousy when all
one is sad about has nothing to do with what all want to gossip about. So then
one cries about that, another misunderstanding okay to be discussed among
others who do not have the balls to present concerns, but all too comfortable
to sit in congregations of two or more with me as the topic.
All I can say is though much in cleaning up is being done in
my personal life, the same is going on entrepreneurial wise. I cannot as I
prove time and again change ones opinion of anything, but I can peep the
disrespect and blatant black balling for one reason or the other. So as I have
decided to ignore family more than an occasional interactions. Repair a 30 plus
year relationship with estranged mother. Finally realizing a goal that could have
been assisted by those one was to look to for help and guidance, I can humbly
tell Mama "D" thank you for letting me finally breathe. I am blessed
with colleagues whom I spend more time communicating with encouraging me and
great friends with family who support me no matter. Sometimes after the storms
one puts themselves in just because it is in their nature to want to help, one
must remind themselves how truly blessed that worst could have happened but all
that has was for a reason. That use to boil me, the constant down falls I put
myself through because I worried about all else but me. After 30 plus years
being the black sheep, it gets to be enough is enough. I like being among those
who truly appreciate my nature, my delivery and understand my reasons. All else
please move on and stay in your lane as I do mine. I will gladly help those who
just forget, no one held a gun to their heads to even care what I am doing. So,
enough is enough.
No comments:
Post a Comment